GDC 109

I spoke in a tiny, embarrassed voice.

“It’s only because I drank way too much that time. I don’t get drunk from just one glass.”

In the end, I coaxed Loic into filling my glass all the way again. The sweet wine slid down my throat with a refreshing fizz that cleared my head.

“Where in the world did you even find something like this?”

“To the north of Arcen there’s a mountain called Pogen,” Loic said. He explained that he had visited a temple there and happened to discover this fruit wine.

“They say the underground spring in that area naturally has a sparkling taste. The villagers brew this drink themselves using elfberries.”

It was Loic’s first time tasting it too. He thought I’d like it, so he brought a few bottles back.

“There’s nothing like this in Rondoris, right?”

“Probably not.”

Loic nodded after thinking for a moment.…